Page 49 of From Frost to Flame

Lex gasped as Silas slipped his hand under the hemline and gripped his growing erection. His eyes fluttered closed as he gave into the slow strokes.

“Let’s try again. I’ll be more specific for you. Do you want me to spank and fuck you like you keep daydreaming about? Yes or no?”

“Yes,” he hissed timidly over descending fangs.

“Then lay back on the blankets and let me take care of you.”

With a hammering heart, Lex did as he was told. He looked down between his bent knees and watched Silas kneel between them. In one swift movement, the silk tie of his robe was ripped away. It disappeared so fast Lex didn’t realize he was fully exposed to the cool sea air until goosebumps formed on his skin.

A moment slipped by where he was just lying there in the dark, baring himself to that unending, predatory gaze. Like prey, he didn’t dare move. The stare was a trap that glued him in place. Still, he forced himself to stammer out a word. “Wait.”

“What’s wrong?” Silas tilted his head and watched him curiously. “You’re nervous. I can feel it.”

“Sort of. I just need you to promise me that, if we do this, you won’t leave me again.” He felt foolish saying it, but he had to hear it. “I can’t do this with you if this isn’t forever this time.”

“Little One.” Silas held his calf and pressed a light kiss to his knee. “I promise, I’m never leaving you again. I will be by your side until the stars burn out.”

“Then, okay.” He smiled and nodded for Silas to continue. “I trust you.”

Before he could blink, Silas pounced.

Hands roamed up his ribs and down the back of his thighs. Blissful sighs escaped him as the heat of Silas's tongue caressed his nipples. Every lick and hungry tug made him raise his chest to him in a whimper-laced offering.

I’d let him eat me if he wanted. If it pleased him and it felt like this, I’d let him swallow me whole.

Taking his time, Silas tasted his way up his chest, pausing to torture him with well-placed licks on his collarbone. Despite the danger that loomed somewhere outside their tent, and the compass reminding him his own life was slipping away, Lex’s mind latched onto Silas's every touch and nothing else.

“Silas,” he moaned, gripping the blanket beneath him.

“Yes?” He pulled away and looked down at him with a playful glint in his eyes. “Is there something you want?”

“Can I touch you?” he asked shyly.

Silas tilted his head and smiled. “Of course you can.”

Lex’s fingers got lost in Silas's luscious salt-and-pepper hair, and his eyes flicked to a vein in his neck. Starvation washed over him, and he licked his lips but didn’t move. “Can I bite you now?”

“Oh, I see what’s happening here. Are you trying to be well behaved for me?”

There was a knowing taunt to his words, and heat came to Lex’s face as he nodded. An overwhelming want to please Silas always snuck up on him.

“Go ahead, Little One. If you get too overwhelmed, stop feeding.”

Without hesitating, he sank his fangs into Silas's throat and let his bitter blood spill onto his tongue. He hummed with relief as every drop soothed his aching limbs. A lusty haze clouded his mind within minutes. This normally frightened him, but now that he knew he was experiencing his venom’s effect on Silas, it was comforting. Knowing Silas had this primal need for him and yet was so controlled, so gentle, made him feel safe enough to hand all of himself over to the disorienting desire that coursed through his veins. With eyes dropped closed, and hips raising in a silent plea, he let go.

Two slick fingers pressed into him, and he moaned into Silas's neck. A few minutes of stretching, and his orgasm started building like the waves. He slipped his fangs out of Silas’s neck and gripped tighter to his tangled hair.

“Daddy?” His voice was small and wavering as the fingers in his ass kept sliding in and out of him. “I want you. I want you inside me when I cum.”

That familiar animalistic growl he had missed rumbled under the surface of Silas's chest as he flipped Lex onto his stomach. He squeaked in surprise as his hips were pulled back and up, so he was fully exposed. The side of his face pressed to the blankets as he waited.

Silas kneeled behind him and caressed his hips. Instead of getting fucked like he wanted, a sharp smack came down on his right cheek.

“Ow! Why did you—Ow!”

Each spank made him jump, and Lex scrambled to crawl away. He made it a foot before Silas gripped his hips with firm hands and dragged him back.

“You know better,” Silas scolded. “Stay.”

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